Her touch I felt it soul deep
Her heart sounds through her chest
Like thunder and drums it beat.
Her skin glimmers in the sweat
Her moans sound soft and sweet
Her kisses they’re moist and wet.
Morning spring, so sweet her breath,
Lifts me way off my feet.
Now only her fragrance she left.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved your passionate poem, particularly the last stanza, and more so, the last line.